INDOOR...The years i 've been out of sight While running from the affairs of the bad elements Haven withdrawn From the military And other national duties To exhaust the running days With my anus at home My action a shock To the parliaments Knowing my stand for equity Inequality an opposition That divides our modern democracy My fear for the press And the new government Whose presence excrete various ailments Feeding the subjects with anguish and regrets Them that 've taken a toll The city heart with firearms Shooting at sight with impunity The outspoken,disabled And the middle men The diehard activist Whose voice is for the less privilege Denying many their civil rights In silence I've chosen to dwell So my life won't be plucked unripe Not showing my heart to the masses Whenever the country is shut down Or found wanting in speech Though I am a strong supporter Of a good governance Politics of the past era When life was quick to germinate Not this current men of Mr Rowland Gang of stars clothed in bloody regalia Whose thought evict our cause to celebrate And bad influence damages our sacred name Our image they buried overseas Indoor I've chosen for years Because of the black colonies Whose anger burn like dry wood And cruelty is a dozen dose Compared to that of the civilized world Their impurity is in the heart And not their cooperate uniform They segregate us from the most privileged Holders of the nations cake Have built doubts in our hearts With their bias handling of mere promises Our leaders inability to serve makes me more confused Here I've escaped demons Both them in the country force And them wearing the face Of our country head Neither with the will to serve Their desire a quest to roast in power Alas! I've been ridiculed in psalms And mother tongues Many keep hitting me hard Where the pain aches Saying I place the country on left hand Not giving my opinion to the press So my mind could be made public Peace has pushed me this far Living to avoid the wrath of men Those that enjoy battle to peace of mind Forgotten my wisdom has grown tall Above the wretchedness of Abani the city dweller Our country suffers a low mind And frequent backslide We prefer the white man's lifestyle To his inventive prowess We admire the efforts of the developed countries But it does us no good Cos it only shows in our tongue And not in the work of our own hand When it gets to following their footsteps Our vision will hang on the slippery ground Our leaders are incompetent in thought And different in mindset We are only smart to siphon the nations treasury We are the real enemy of the state And the country's growth Our brilliancy is outside the government house Period election is fast approaching Then you can see the good of men Many 'd become disciples of dooms Preaching salvation barefoot on the local street Where waste bin assembly Giving the lame some legs to walk And gifting the poor the hopes to see another day Time the deceased also boast of giving life Revealing what makes our life incomplete Judging from the sense of man; We have no thinking bed To sleep a whole night And harvest a full thought On how to cure this menace Placed on Isi-uzo citizens WHEN I HAVE NOBODY BUT MEWhen I have nobody but me I 'd rather be real instead of being hopeless and still Begging for alms I won't be fit Hence I could make good use of my skills I 'd work my blessings myself Instead allow my dream stolen by theft No need wallow a long mile Waiting for a helper to harvest my smile No need narrow the wrong mind Fighting over a loaf when I 've got some spiced slice Should I pry over a neighbor's bliss? When with strength my joy I can team and mix When hard my endurance heaps I 'd lie beneath wherever my elbow reach When I have nobody but me From negation my mind will be made free Knowing nobody is me Who among men can make my future ripe? Only with my own hand I can turn up the darkness into light Success is far fetched while facing your perceived plight Instead beckon a friend to help put your future right When I have nobody but me I 'd grab every slight opportunity and thrive Creating the most perfect of my being Living up to expectation a deal I 'd wake from slumber in pursuit of a desired dream Though the road be made rough to ride indolence I will first place on hide. WHEN THE LORD |